Yo, Stephanie here. Just wanted to say that Prince of Tennis does not belong to me. Although my oc's and the storyline does. Anyways, please continue reading and keep the reviews going. ;)

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Chapter 2 The Beginning of a Beautiful Friendship

"No, I don't want to," Sayuki whined as Niou dragged her.

"Sorry sweetheart, but I treasure my life. If buchou says we need to deliver some stuff, then we deliver some stuff," he said to the whining girl.

"Why do I have to come with you then?"

"You are going to butter up the old lady for me. I refuse to flirt with such an old lady. That would hurt my manliness," Niou said while dragging Sayuki to Seigaku.

They were going to Seigaku to deliver the room keys for their summer training center. Since Yukimura couldn't go himself and no one could handle Kirihara like Sanada could, they both couldn't go. Yagyuu had some student council work. Marui and Jackal were practicing a new doubles formation. Renji was collecting some data so he couldn't make it to practice. So that left only Niou. Since he couldn't be trusted without someone to keep him in line, who else then our lovely Sayuki. Not that she was too happy. In fact, she had been sulking for an hour before anyone found her on the roof. They were supposed to go to Hyotei afterwards but they had heard that one of Atobe's butlers came to get the room keys in his place. Can we say conceited rich kid much?

"Are we there yet?" Sayuki asked after ten minutes of getting out of Rikkaidai.

"Sorry sweetie but you gotta wait for at least," Niou checked his watch. "Twenty minutes. Seigaku and Rikkai aren't exactly close you know. Even if we did take a bullet train."

In front of the Seigaku Tennis Courts

"How are we going to get through this mess?" Sayuki asked while sweat dropping. In front of her was a big mass of fan girls. All crowding the tennis courts. Just perfect.

Sayuki turned around but instead was seeing Niou being carried away by fan girls. She just grinned and waved at Niou who was screaming something that sounded like, "Help!" revenge is sure sweet. Now the problem at hand. How to get through the fan girls?

Were the Seigaku tennis regulars really that good?

Then she got an idea. An idea that could possibly get her killed. Or at the very least paralyzed but it was worth a try. She rolled up my sleeves and bounced on the balls of her feet a little. Then Sayuki moved back few steps. She started running. Before she had reached all the screaming fan girls though Sayuki jumped. For a moment she felt nothing but air. And then her hand connected with the fence. For once Sayuki was glad that she didn't weigh a lot. The fan girls beneath her were still screaming. Sayuki shuddered before making her way to the top of the fence. Then she turned and sat down. While sitting twenty feet in the air. Yep, that was her great idea. The one that could possibly get her killed.

From atop the fence, the view was great. Sayuki watched as the students of Seishun Gakuen milled around. 'Everyone's so tiny. It feels good to be the one who's looking down for once' Sayuki thought to herself. Then she turned her attention back to the Seigaku regulars. Sayuki had to admit that they were good though. Not as good as Rikkaidai but good enough to get into the Nationals.

Then her eyes flitted to that new friend she made. Echizen, Ryoma. Then she turned her attention to the fan girls. Or more specifically the two girls who were wearing cheerleading uniforms and were shouting, "Ryoma-sama." Actually only one of the girls were shouting that but whatever. This should be interesting.

Sayuki stood up before jumping into the air. She did three somersaults in the air before doing two air flips. Sayuki landed on her feet despite the surprised silence. Then before anyone could say anything she shouted "RYOMA!"

Sayuki ran up to him and gave him a big hug. Ryoma surprised, not sure what to do, unconsciously put his arm around her. "Pretend that I'm your girlfriend," she whispered into his ear.

Then all hell broke loose. The fan girls were shouting some inconvenient things. But one voice came out above the rest.

"Aaaaugghhh! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HUGGING MY RYOMA-SAMA!" a girl came running towards them. She was one of the cheerleaders form before. The girl was taller than Sayuki and had pigtails (care to guess who). The girl was dragging the other cheerleader from before. The one who had two braids going down. the two girls weren't exactly beautiful but they weren't ugly either.

"I'm only hugging my boyfriend," Sayuki said innocently. 'She was a good actress' all the other regulars noted.

"What do you mean 'boyfriend?"

Sayuki gulped as Tomoka looked down at her with what could only be described as the face of an angry pug. Her tongue was sticking out and her teeth were all suddenly sharp. She held up her hands as if she could scratch Sayuki to oblivion. Behind her, there was suddenly a fire back round. Everyone sweat dropped.

"You are not worthy of Ryoma-sama," Tomoka growled out through clenched teeth. Behind her Sakuno looked scared.

"Now, now. What do you say, friends?" Sayuki chuckled nervously. Her plan was backfiring on her. Never a good thing.

Sayuki glanced at Ryoma. That jerk was just grinning. Tomoka would never hurt her precious Ryoma-sama after all.

Tomoka glared at Sayuki. If looks could kill, then she would be dead by now.

"Yuki and I were about to go on a date later on," Ryoma added.

Sayuki cursed at Ryoma for not making the situation any better. In fact, he seemed to be doing this on purpose.

"I'm going to kill you," Tomoka said venomously.

"To-Tomo-chan!" Sakuno said surprised. An angry Tomoka was not someone you wanted to mess with.

"I am going to stab you and after I stab you I am going to peel of your skin. One layer at a time. Then I'm going to cut your body apart but I will try to avoid making you bleed too much. I want you to feel the pain. I want you to watch your crimson blood spill around you wetting the pavement. That's what I call entertainment ," she said in a low voice.

Everyone within a ten-foot distance shuddered in fear.

"I'm sorry but I can't have that. Buchou would kill me. He would seriously skin me alive." Everyone turned to this new voice who happened to be none other than Niou Masaharu.

"Haru!" Sayuki exclaimed as she ran towards the said boy. She quickly gave him a hug. "Sorry I ditched you back there."

"Don't sweat it," he said as his arm encircled Sayuki. "Although, what's this I hear about you being that brat's boyfriend."

"Well, I was only joking but it seems that it backfired on me instead," Sayuki sighed before she rubbed the back of her head sheepishly.

Suddenly someone from behind them started chuckling. Everyone turned around and literally jumped ten feet in the air. It was Fuji. (Sneaking up on people, classic tensai move :P)

"Wh—where did you come from?" everyone besides Ryoma and Niou shouted. They were just that awesome.

"I was here the whole time (reminds me of Kuroko from Kuroko no Basuke)," Fuji said pointing to the tennis court they were currently standing on.

"That reminds me, what are you doing here Yuki-senpai?" Ryoma asked.

"And I thought that you got over the whole senpai thing already," Sayuki pouted. "But anyways we're here to give Ryuzaki-sensei your dorm assignments and keys."

"Where is that old hag anyways?" Niou wondered aloud.

"JUST WHO ARE YOU CALLING OLD HAG?!" a voice boomed from behind them.

Everyone turned around to see…none other than coach Ryuzaki looming above them.

"No-no-nobody!" everyone stuttered.

"Oh good. Now what business do you two have in Seishun High?"

"Here," Niou said bored as he held up the an yellow envelope that looked over-stuffed.

Sayuki sighed, "it includes all the information about the training camp as well as the dorm arrangements and the schedule. That reminds me, in order to participate in matches, you will need a manager. Your manager will play in a match, the one who wins will get to use the gym for that following week while the losing team will have to train on the beach. In the hot temperature. While sweating. And running around on your meaty misshapen thighs. "

"Thank you, if you would like to, you could stay for our practice match," the coach offered.

"We'll stay," Niou said despite the other girl's protests.

Sayuki POV

"Game, set and match. Niou Masaharu 6-0."

I sighed again at that guy, Arai was it? He kept on challenging Haru even though Haru won every single time. It was getting so annoying. I couldn't even describe the feeling I'm getting. It's kind of like when you're watching your favorite TV show and when the most important comes up and then there was a commercial. Times that feeling by one hundred and you'll probably come up to about one fourth of what I was feeling.

"You don't look like you're having fun," someone said. Fuji. I knew it was him. How did I know? His voice. It was feminine.

"Of course not, Haru's just going to beat that insolent boy until his dreams are crushed," I retorted. It was only the harsh truth after all.

"You sound like that you don't like Niou-san," Fuji said.

"Nah, I like him. He does a good job of keeping away the fan boys," I said.

It was true though. Haru does a good job of keeping the fan boys away but other than that he's the best friend I could ever ask for.

Fuji POV

"Nah, I like him. He does a good job of keeping away the fan boys," she said.

I looked at her, this time noticing all the tiny details. It was true enough, she seemed like one of those girls who had boys begging for her attention everywhere.

She was beautiful in a natural way. However, she still looked like a doll. Sayuki's black hair, red eyes, and pale skin made her seem like a demon. A cute one. However, because of her petite body, she was more of a doll. 'Wait, why the hell am I even thinking of her. I'm probably just sleepy. Yep, just sleepy.'

"So you like him as more than a friend?" I questioned her.

"Nope," she said. "Although Kaichou liked him," she added as an afterthought.

I immediately thought of that girl from the other day. The one who resembled Tezuka. However, the only difference was that Tezuka was a tad bit more unsocial. Not completely. I didn't get why people thought that he was a brick wall. Tezuka may not show a lot of expression but he did care. But now back to the topic at hand.

"Why do you even bother to think about her? She said some hurtful things the other day."

"Actually this goes back to middle school. Back then Kaichou was way still the same. She was still uptight and still well, Kaichou. But back then she had a thing for aniki. However I dared him to accept her feelings if she ever confessed. She did confess aniki did what I dared him to do, but when Kaichou found about this she was mad angry. So I guess this is what you would call a guilty conscience," she said.

I couldn't say anything. Even though I'm a tensai, I still can't say anything. I never knew that Sayuki was the type of person to do play with another's feelings. But first impressions didn't prove anything. Take me for an example. I came to this realization during my middle school years. I was a sadist. When people first look at me, they classify me as a princely figure. Not a sadistic tensai. However many things have changed from back then. Out team hasn't changed much, besides the fact that we all improved greatly. Although Taka-san was still with us. Apparently his father felt that sushi could wait. But we never did win against Rikkaidai after the Nationals. That impacted our team greatly since some of us has been discouraged but we pulled through.

"So you were basically playing with her."

"Not really. I didn't want to hurt her but I think that its bad that I found her pain enjoyable," she said in a monotone voice.

Then I laughed. Really hard.

She looked at me weirdly.

"Sorry…it's just...that…you…say that you…have…a guilty conscience…when…you…enjoy her…pain," I said while still laughing. It was sort of ironic if you think about it. Having a guilty conscience over something you enjoyed like dying in the living room.

"It's not funny," she muttered. I looked at her. She was pouting and strangely it was adorable.

Before I could say anything else though Niou had approached us.

"Come on Sayuki, it's time to go. Buchou would have my skin if his precious imouto gets even a scratch on her."

"Sure. Good-bye Fuji-kun. Tell Ryoma bye for me." she waved good bye to me before catching up to Niou.

I was bored again. Sigh. If only there would be more interesting puzzles. Perhaps I should torture Eiji…

3rd Person POV

"Gather around regulars," Tezuka shouted over the noise of all the tennis balls. All the non-regulars has left so it was only them, and a few first years who volunteered to help out.

Everyone gathered around Tezuka and the coach.

"We have important matters to discuss. We need a manager as that little girl explained before. And it can't be need since we need a coach as well. All the regulars are busy."

"Wouldn't it have to be someone with great tennis experience seeing that there will be competitions. Of course it should be me with five years of tennis experience (they are in high school, remember)," Horio boasted.

"Saa, what about Sakuno-chan. She can play tennis. It'd be better than Horio-kun in many ways," Kachiro said.

"Yeah, I nominate Sakuno-chan."

"B-b-but I'm not that good," Sakuno stuttered while her face turned cherry red.

"Nonsense, of course you're good," the coach reassured.

"Yosh, we are going to be Rikkaidai. This time, definitely," Momo exclaimed.

One Week Later

"Eto, I didn't think that there would be this many people here," Momo sweat dropped.

The Seigaku regulars looked around.

Seigaku was here as well as Hyotei but there were a lot of other teams. Fudomine, Jyousei Shounan, Shitenhouji, St. Rudolph, Yamabuki, and Rokkaku.

"Saa, this will be interesting," Fuji said.

"I wonder where the host club is, nya." (Pretty sure everyone knows who said that. For those of you who don't know, it's Eiji.)

"Actually we're right here," came Sayuki's voice from behind them. And sure enough the rest of the regulars were behind her.

They walked forward, the sea of students parting in half.

Sayuki walked forward onto the steps of the training center. She took out a megaphone. Where the hell did she even get a megaphone?

"I'm sure that everyone is aware of the fact why you are here. The department of sports thought that it would be a good idea for all of you to practice with your rival teams. I would like to explain some things first. We have two gyms for tennis practice. It was decided that there would be a competition between all of our managers. The one that comes out first will be able to use a private training room while all the other teams will have to share. And that is not a good thing, since it would be hectic. The loser however, his/her team will have to train on our beach. It's not that fun. However we will hold these matches once every week," she waited as everyone processed the information before continuing. "Now onto dorm assignments. You will get those later on in the day. As you know, there will be four other teammates who will be bunking with you. I assure you that you will have everything you need. For today, you may rest and get settled but tonight at precisely eight, come down to the auditorium since we need to explain a lot of things. Lunch will be in the dining room at twelve and dinner is at six. So for now find your rooms and get settled. Then you can do some exploring." Sayuki walked down, handed the megaphone to her brother, then walking inside.

All the tennis players made their ways inside.

Fuji, it turned out to be rooming with Tezuka, Ryoma, and Eiji.

The room where they would be staying in was actually really cool. The room was big, and had two bathrooms, two bunk beds, and a mini-kitchen. The floor was covered with a gray rug. There was a window that looked out at Tokyo's skyline. The drapes were a shade of light blue while the wall was a dark blue. The bunk beds were blue. In one corner of the room was a desk and on top of that a computer. The room had two closets.

"Whoa, even this room is awesome. As expected of Rikkai," Eiji said as he dropped his bag.

"I call bottom bunk," Ryoma said.

"Top," Tezuka said.

"I'll take the other top then," Fuji said.

"Nani? Nani? You're so mean Fuji," Eiji complained. Sigh. "Guess I'll be taking bottom."

"How are we going to divide the closets senpais?"

"We'll split the closets in half then."

After they all finished settling down, they decided to do some exploring. They walked into some random direction and after a short time they spotted Sayuki standing before what seemed to be a statue. Upon closer inspection, it was a statue. A statue of an angel. The angel was holding her hand over heart while looking down at her feet. Her wings were drawn in. But more importantly, why was there an angel statue in an sports training center.

"You're all probably wondering why there's a statue in a training center," she said not failing to notice the presence of the four tennis players. "This statue is named 'The Fallen'. The statue is meant to bring bad luck. But here in Rikkaidai, we are supposed to overcome barriers. So if this statue brings bad luck, we are supposed to overcome it."

"That doesn't seem fair though," Tezuka said.

"It's not meant to be. Life isn't fair," she laughed bitterly. "You might want to go to lunch now before Aka-chan devours everything."

Tezuka, Ryoma, and Eiji left.

"You are intriguing," Fuji said amused.

"I'll take that as an compliment," she said as she swept her black hair away from her face.

"You know, this could possibly be the beginning of an beautiful friendship," Fuji said.

Of course he didn't know that for sure. For all he knew, this friendship could burn to hell. However, Fuji found Sayuki interesting. She was weird and different. And those points were would Fuji found interesting about her. Maybe he should actually give this friendship a try. She was different from all the other girls in Seishun Gakuen after all. Sayuki wasn't a fan girl and most of all she could play tennis. A sport that he loved. He loved the rush of adrenaline, all the tactics, and the excitement of the game.

"We'll see," Sayuki said ominously breaking Fuji's train of thought.

Was it actually physically possible to break a train of thought though?

"Come on, let's go to lunch. As you said before Kirihara will probably devour everything . Add Momo and Echizen into the mix, there probably won't be any food left over," Fuji smiled genuinely and offered Sayuki his hand.

She tentatively grabbed it.

Fuji couldn't help but notice how her touch seemed to be electric. His senses were on hyper-alert as they walked down the hallway that would lead them into the dining room. She was holding his hand. Sayuki was holding his hand. That thought seemed to finally process through his mind and he let out a breath that he didn't know he was holding.

Yep, this would be the beginning of a beautiful friendship. He was sure of it.

Okay, I'm finally done with the second chapter. Finally. I can't say that this will be my best chapter. Overall, I think that this chapter was sort of an introduction to the summer camp. I think that I'm going to add something that somewhat resembles romance. So until next time, review and enjoy.

Goodbye, for now…